Anos was used to seeing two sets of perception ever since he first created his avatar. But the difference between this and what he was now experiencing was that he saw the perspective of his avatar, his clone in the sea of incarnations and his own body as well as his clone in reality.

  It was too much! Anos closed the eyes of his avatar and soon filtered out the sensory information. He sat down in a lotus pose in the cave and closed his eyes. Anos then focused on his five elements blood clone.

  His eyes were already open. But he stood up. A feeling of weakness assaulted his senses. It felt slightly different then controlling his own body.

  But now was the moment of truth. He tried to sense the spiritual energy in the air. Perhaps thanks to his experience. It only took a few seconds to become a cultivator! No, it wasn't simply experience! It was as if he was a machine with godly comprehension power!

  Anos himself was at the sixth level of qi condensation. His avatar was at the fifth level. But this blood clone within a few hours reached the fourth level. But then it was as if it hit a barrier!

  What would take him over 6 months to do in the past was done in a few hours. Anos envied his clones talent. Although it was probably due to its body being completely in harmony with nature as it was made from spiritual energy.

  Anos had made up his mind.

  "From now on. You are Solis!"

  Anos felt he could be the mastermind behind the scenes. Not to mention, although it was weak. This clone had a dantian and meridians. Its affinity alone made it almost like a foundation establishment cultivator despite being at the fourth level of qi condensation.

  Anos decided to test some risky things. For example, what happens to his clone if his avatar dies like in the past? Anos caused energy deviation in his avatar and had it explode.

  He watched the blood clone intently. But nothing happened! It didn't even flinch...

  "It is almost as if it is a independent consciousness! But it is completely under my control!"

  Soon his avatar was reconstructed and the sea of incarnations was still there and untouched.

  Anos did various test. Unfortunately, his spiritual sense was still limited even as the powerful blood clone. It would seem he needed to reach foundation establishment.

  "The general rule seems to be that my avatar has to be a level below me. While the clone of my avatar is a level below it..."

  "So I need to reach the late stage of foundation establishment if I want my blood clone to also reach foundation establishment..."

  "But thanks to the weird connection between my clones. I can purify spiritual energy. This means if I find a good environment in the future, it'll be as if I am there!"

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  Anos had long considered this 'dream valley' which was like a forbidden area to mortals as his personal dimension. Of course, he had no control over it.

  But he had lived here for over a decade in peace and felt that it was quite an experience. In truth, he hadn't been interacting with others and had been doing what others would consider torture to himself.

  But his memories weren't trauma, but full of nostalgia and joy. He felt he had grown a lot in this space.

  "That settles it. I'll up the priority of finding the 'relic'. Let's see if I can become the master of this 'isolated space'!"

  Anos then had a scary idea...

  "Nothing happened to the sea of incarnations when my avatar died. Doesn't that mean my sea of consciousness will survive if I die as well?"

  Anos felt a chill.

  Was he already immortal!? No he shook his head. Too risky to test! Far too risky!

  Not to mention. He needed a body to transfer spiritual energy into his sea of consciousness. If one day, all his clones were wiped out. Wouldn't that be a dead end?

  "Let's set a small goal..."

  "A clone in every world!"

  "Or more..."

  Anos tried to make another clone in his sea of incarnations. Perhaps his consciousness had further evolved. Because the black space of his sea of incarnations split into two separate dimensions.

  He now had another clone 'soul'.

  He just needed another five elements blood clone. But he shuddered when he thought about creating another one.

  "There's no rush. I should take a break and do it when I have a higher level of cultivation. Then, it'll be much easier. It would be a shame if I collapsed halfway there. I got a bit lucky on my first real attempt."

  Anos now wasn't alone. While his spiritual sense couldn't leave any of his bodies. He could have his clone explore outside and search for the relic while he cultivated at the same time.

  A perfect use of time!

  But his clone ran into a group of people!

  A group of people from some sort of merchant guild was running around like headless flies in the dream valley.

  "This doesn't make sense. The terrain matches the map. But we are going in a loop."

  One of the guards felt a creepy feeling. It was as if they were being watched.

  He unsheathed his sword and pointed it into in a direction as everyone became serious. The footsteps were heard and it was tightening their heart strings.

  "hElLO!" The person started to cough.

  The guildmaster ordered his guards to surround this mysterious man.

  "Who are you!?"

  "I aM sOliS!"

  They felt as if the person looking at them was hallow. It was as if they were being stared at by some ancient monster. Did it want to devour them? Just what kind of luck did they have!?

  "La! lA! lA. Excuse me. I'm not used to talking yet."

  What did he mean by this? How could a person not be used to talking?

  The guildmaster's back was covered in sweat despite his guards protecting him. He felt this forest wasn't normal! Maybe they had ran into some evil things territory!

  "Hello... may I ask why you approached us?"

  "Oh. I haven't seen anything in the last decade. I was just curious!"

  "Decade? Where exactly are we?"

  The thing started to laugh.

  "Dream Valley!"

  The guildmaster's face went pale.

  "That's impossible! That is just a myth! You are a liar!"

  The thing slowly walked towards the guildmaster. One of the guards acted against their instincts and charged at him. He swung his sword downwards, but the mysterious person pinched the sword in midair as if it was a toy.

  "Did I offend you guys? Be careful."

  The guard let go of his sword and fell on his back as he crawled away.

  There was a certain pressure being given off by this person. It scared the entire caravan!

  "Oh... I forgot to reduce my aura. I apologize for scaring you guys. But you shouldn't attack random people. If I was someone else, I might've gotten seriously injured!"

  The guildmaster kneeled and spoke:

  "Great master of the dream valley! We have intruded into your territory on accident. Please let us go!"

  The mysterious man started to smile.